HOH Steve Harrington Head Cannons
A few head cannons about Steve’s journey (mostly based on my own development of hearing issues in my late teens). Let me know your own head cannons or experiences in the comments!
• Steve doesn’t really notice (or if he does he ignores it) his gradual hearing loss. He does notice he’s more tired and irritable and feels angry at everything.
• When his friends start to notice they tell him he had a “hearing problem” and he should see a doctor. Steve insists he does not. They argue about it a few times, Eddie stands behind him quietly and says “yes you do” and looks at Robin pointedly when Steve does not notice or respond.
• Steve’s hearing loss developed from a few instances; Nancy firing her gun in his vicinity, demogorgan screeching, Billy breaking the plate on his ear, and lastly and most effective being tortured by Russians.
• When he does eventually get to the doctor, they tell him he has moderate to severe hearing loss and it may get worse.
• People tend to think he’s rude since his eye contact is bad (they don’t realize he’s reading their lips).
•When he gets hearing aids, Steve chooses blue because he decided if people were going to see them anyway, he wanted a fun color.
• Steve gets so exhausted by the end of the day he sits at the kitchen island with his head down breathing heavy. Eddie, Dustin, or Robin will usually pick up after him, the shoes he kicked off and the keys he threw on the table that slid off, etc.
• Steve still like to order. If he is in the drive thru he makes the passenger repeat what the server said.
• He bought a motorcycle because he can *feel* the engine roar.
• When Corroded Coffin plays, they let him sit on or against the speakers.
• They all learn some sign. Robin loves it (the linguist) and complains about what a lazy signer Steve is. He finger spells too much and can be very bad at grammar.
•Eddie thinks the little sounds Steve makes when he signs are cute, but will never tell him because he’s afraid it would sound weird or patronizing.
• Steve always laughs when the others stomp up to him to let him know they’re coming.
•Dustin throws stuff at him to get his attention.
• His hearing aids are overwhelming and he takes them out constantly (he hates the arcade) but sometimes he loses them, and he tears the place apart looking for them in panic.
• DO NOT touch his hearing aids. Ever.
• Eddie let’s Steve touch his throat to feel him talking.
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The Bribe (Uneditted and not Beta'd)
(A/N we die like every other math rock band)
Indie artists needed!!
Opener for a show!
Sign up now! (Details below)
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Once he has finished reviewing the audio, he turns to the scheduler. "Dash! I've already sent you the details, can you please slot them in second?"
"..."
"Dash? Is it my Japanese or your aids…"
The owner taps her on the shoulder.
"Dash!"
"Yes?" Dash looks up all confused.
"Details on phone. Slot them in second."
"Okay!"
— —
It has been a busy day today, but not for Dash however. Scheduling is quite quick and easy lately, since all the bands that do play seem to just pick the schedule themselves. That means, no need to do much work. Dash has mostly been cleaning.
The real work is reviewing who's actually worth letting on the stage.
Now that's busy work.
The owner doesn't really have a standard, so almost anyone gets a chance, but sometimes there are bands who really can't even play and just wanted the money.
Anyway, it has been a few grueling hours. For the owner at least. Not that Dash could hear him mumbling and groaning disappointingly.
Ravio said that he thought it had been very interesting.
—
"Uncle, there's still 30 minutes left empty in the Saturday schedule."
Legend's uncle takes a quick glance then does a little squint at him. "And?"
"...come on, do I have to spill it out…"
"If you want to play, the answer is no. Tell Dash to push everything down half an hour."
Despite all attempts to convince his uncle, Legend's band still hasn't got the chance to actually play in front of the crowd. 'You guys need a little more practice- and.. something else..' His uncle said, but... Legend promised Wind that they will play as soon as possible.
It's a Badge of Maturity, after all.
Twilight thinks they're not "mature" enough for playing yet, but Legend will also prove him wrong. Well. Not right now. Right now he has to text their Japanese scheduler.
"Dash"
"ヾ(^∇^)"
"Can you move everyone on Saturday down half an hour? To fill in the vacant gap."
" ハ____ハ 。゚゚・。・゚゚。"
꒰ ⬩ ω ⬩ ꒱ ˚。 。˚
| つ ~ okay ゚ ・。・゚
"Actually, can I ask you something?"
"(。· v ·。) ?"
Legend pauses for a bit. An idea. He takes a deep breath.
"Can you put us in for the spare slot?"
—
"Didn't you signed up for an opener at Apple's?" Hyrule asks, and he sits in one of the weirdest positions on the couch. His eyes are fixed on his laptop, which is also in the strangest position, with his bootlegged music program still open, along with 300 tabs.
"Didn't get picked." Wild shrugged, sitting equally as weird and pedals on his belly. He never says this, but he is quite happy that they didn't get picked. He feels as if he hasn't practiced enough yet, and he still forgets the songs from time to time. Besides, they have played at Apple's before. Odd hour on a less crowded day, but it went well, so they will probably get slotted next time.
"This close Rulie. This close." Warriors slaps on his own instrument to emphasize his words. Wild thinks Warriors is quite sad after failing to get the deal, but is holding himself together really well. He ego took quite a toll, after all, and Wild hopes that Warriors would let this slide quickly. He is making everyone practice twice as hard and Wild needs his breaks. If this continues, he guesses he'll pass out. Maybe then Warriors will have some mercy.
Hyrule continues to type something, eyes still haven't left his screen. "One of my friends says that he asked the scheduler directly for a slot," he says.
Wild quickly adjusts himself as he turns to Warriors. Please
"Can you tell him to help another friend out?" Warriors says jokingly. "You know, give us their number or contact?"
"You can find her at Apple's front door." Hyrule says. "But I doubt it's that easy. My friend knows the owner. You don't."
"Sounds like nepotism-" Wild mumbles.
"I've never failed at convincing people." Warriors says. "What's her name?"
— — —
"Dash says no." Ravio translates.
"Someone.. um.. is in vacant slot." Dash says. "legAsea. Schedule this month is full."
Warriors punches his fist to the counter, but not hard enough to startle anyone. "This. Close!" They were this close.
"Question: Wouldn't you lose your job if your boss realizes what happened?" Four asks.
"The guy in legAsea will keep us safe." Ravio shrugs. "We don't lose much."
"Dash also says she can keep it a secret until it's too late to back out. And they will also pay us back."
Warriors sighs. If it comes to that, then two can play that game. "Dash, what if we bribe you?" Warriors says.
"What's the point of paying her if we're trying to get gigs for money?" Four snorts.
"No." Dash says. "Unless…"
"Yes?" Warriors leans in. "Unless?"
"Can you guys play better?"
"We played here once!" Warriors says. "We introduced ourselves! Remember us, the Timeline Breakers?"
"I… can't translate that." Ravio cuts in. "Would you transliterate it or just use the same word?"
Dash shakes her head either way. "Show me," she says, smirking and staring at Warriors dead in the eye. "Play right now."
Ravio quickly tries to stop whatever is going on. "Wait Dash no-"
"Oh, would you like an impromptu jam session?" Warriors smiles. He clearly can't say no to that! He looks over to Four, who just sorta shrugs.
"Dash says yes but I'm saying no. Don't we need permission?"
Warriors and Dash both ignored Ravio. "Four, call Wild." Warrior says. "We have an emergency."
—
"What the Hylia are they doing?" Legend asks once he enters the livehouse.
"You're saying like it's not normal." Time says as he tries to step over some wires. "It's a place for music afterall." Although, he would admit that there are more wires than he'd usually like.
"Yes, but not at 4pm on a Wednesday! Does uncle know? Ravio!" Legend says as he leans inside the drinks bar. "I left for one hour."
"And they asked for 20 minutes." Ravio says as he scrambles to find the words from inside the trashcan he's hiding. "Ask Dash! I did try to stop them because I can't tell whether or not we need a permit for this!"
"I don't think you do, this place is pretty soundproof. And you guys don't open until an hour so they have plenty of time. Unless they are asking for money - Can you explain what is happening?" Time says, as he pulls Ravio out. The guy is covered fully in trash.
"Dash challenged them to impress her and since they can't play on Saturday also they're borrowing the amplifiers and"
"Alright, who are they?" Legend cuts Ravio off.
"Timelin-"
"The idiot band?"
"Now, Legend, I wouldn't call them idiot." Time chuckles.
The room echoes with the speakers screeching and everyone covering their ears.
"Hey, get off the stage!" Legend heckles. But Dash promptly places a finger on his mouth, whispering, "shush".
Legend mumbles something in Japanese with a murderous tone, but Dash just replies with a smile.
Legend just rolls his eyes. "We'll see."
Time taps on Dash's shoulder to get her attention. "I'm excited. I like these fellas."
"No you don't." Legend mumbles.
"WE ARE TIMELINE BREAKERS!" Wild yells without a mic. "THIS ONE'S FOR YOU DASH! ALSO, SCREW YOU LEGEND, YOUR BASSLINE SUCKS!"
—
They played a song that Dash hasn't seen anyone play since 2003.
An obscured song that almost got lost through time. It still exists in Dash's playlist, but other than that, barely anyone knows this track.
Dash starts humming loudly (but badly, because this is very difficult to hum) to the music, and Warrior's face seems to light up for a second once he notices what she is doing.
They both nod at each other, happy at their new found kinship.
What a shame, when her tinnitus starts to flare up right that moment.
No, no Dash, you started this, you can't just end it now.
Besides! This is a once in a life time occurrence! How often would anyone know this, let alone play this? She can ignore it for a second.
Dash starts rubbing her ear as the ringing slowly gets louder. Time taps on her shoulder, points at her and gives her thumbs up, while mouthing, "Are you okay?"
Dash gives a thumbs up back. A lie. She is not okay, but she doubts it will get worse.
It got worse.
Time looks over at her, very concerned. He runs off and brings Legend with him. Dash starts plugging her ears. The distorted guitar does not help right now.
—
Dash resorts to text as she sits quietly.
"Alright, party's over." Legend says once everyone finishes putting away their instruments. "But she did say your music is awesome," he translates.
"Wait, really??" Champion's eyes practically light up. "Like, really really?" Almost as if he thought he was lying.
"I know she did!" Warriors smugly says, tugging Wild in from the shoulder. "We did well!"
Dash texts (and signs) something again, and Legend was about to reply, "Yea, I will tell them that," but he just thought of something devious. They don't need to know what she says, do they?
"What did she say?" Champion asks.
"She says she was lying, and that your music sucks." Legend says without blinking an eye.
"Oh," Champion says. Captain just mumbles, "There we go", while Smith just rolls his eyes.
Dash, clearly confused at the reaction, asks, "Why does he look so confused?"
"Trust."
"No, really, your music sucks and honestly she was thinking of not slotting you guys in for the schedule." Legend says with the most devious smile.
"Alright, I think we can end it here, or else someone will have a headache." Time gestures over to the scheduler. "Anyone who doesn't need to be here, see you."
"Oh, but before you leave, take this." Time hands them a letter. Looks like some sort of invitation?
"What's this Old Man?" Legend asks. He has two extras.
"That? Unless you open them, it's a secret to everybody."
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Shoutout to @toomanyhobbiesandthisisoneofthem and this instagram user: https://www.instagram.com/goddess_hylia2023 for helping me write a HoH character and @crystal-dragon-of-dreams for the HoH Dash idea!!!!
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HOH/Deaf Steve Thoughts
from a HOH person, AKA I’m projecting my own experiences into my faves
Steve’s hearing aids are yellow/gold-ish, Eddie grows quite fond of the color and starts wearing gold earrings to match.
Eddie and Robin both sign 100% of the time, even when Steve is wearing his hearing aids, they always sign for him even while they’re talking.
Eddie loves embarrassing Steve in front of people who don’t know ASL—signing sappy and/or overly perverse things to Steve across the room just to see him get flustered and flushed.
Steve calls Eddie “Song” in sign, though he has made a few good jokes signing the letters ED.
Dustin asks Eddie to teach him, in secret, to surprise Steve. The first thing Dustin signs to Steve is “really, pea brain?” - Steve was only impressed for all of 3 seconds. Dustin needed a translation of Steve’s exaggerated reply.
Eddie signs like a maniac while driving Steve around because he is unable to ever shut up about anything. Steve gets very grumpy about it, as if he doesn’t do the same exact thing. Robin frequently yells at them both. They don’t listen.
Steve relies a lot on touch and chases vibrations like they’re a drug. He keeps his hand on Eddie’s chest when they cuddle, on Eddie’s amp when he’s playing guitar, on the door (speaker) in the car while the radio is on, even on his headphones while he’s using them. He loves to feel the sounds he can’t hear.
Steve hadn’t heard cymbals in a very long time, he’d forgotten they even existed. But he was promptly reminded of them at a Corroded Coffin concert. “That’s so loud!” He beamed, absolutely ecstatic about hearing the chime. Eddie laughed, and his drummer showed Steve all the different noises a drum set could make. Turns out, they can make a lot, most of which, Steve’s never heard.
Eddie always sleeps closest to the door, on the off chance someone knocks or god forbid worse, he’ll hear it and be able to wake Steve, then respond.
When Steve gets low about how bad his hearing is, Eddie practically goes into aftercare mode. He lets Steve feel what he needs to feel, encourages him to feel it, but makes sure he’s okay while doing so. Lots of cuddles and snacks, and sitting in silence, learning to accept it.
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